Welcome To Saratoga: Older Lover Undercover - Live From Montalvo

Well an old saying goes mind your manners, mind your mother

And a man can find a lover who is tan and undercover

Well she might lie about her age, but lady I got no

Complaints

Well she can be as crazy and as foolish as she wants to be

Because her old school ways are practical

Technicalities are perfectly sane

I'm saying I ain't never seen a saint

I met her at an old cop bar down in silverlake

Where we joked about the give and we joked about the take

And when they asked for identification I knew her's probably

Was a fake

She's just another older lover undercover

She's just another old-school lover undercover

She's wearing that thin disguise, don't apologize

'Cause your birthday suit suits you

Ooh, well it suits me too. It's one hell of a costume

I can't find the zipper anywhere on your back

Perhaps it's attached to the breach of your ass-crack

Burr, it's cold in here

But you keep it hot, dear

Well, I sip mexican coffee and grapefruit juice

Glass coke, glass of wine just to keep it loose

Oh the things that you say and do, yeah

Or the way that you groove to the music

I like the Who and the Velvet Underground old sounds

Like indie rock, spock rock, anything you've found

In the backseat of your downtown brown, bruised beat up BMW

I said you're down with the downtown

Down. I dig the old sounds

Down with the old lady, now

You're just another older lover. And you're undercover

Are you wearing that thin disguise? Don't apologize

Your birthday suits you

Oh, well it suits me, too. It's one hell of a costume

I can't find the zipper anywhere on your back

Perthaps it's attached to the breach of your ass-crack

Any melodramatic role is just a garment of the soul

I respect your nakedness and the way that you unfold

And the way the story's told

You're just another older lover

And you're undercover